"Ugh… Where am I?" Dapper's eyes fluttered open, squinting against a flash of light beaming down on his face.
After a few seconds, he blinked again and realized he was lying on a bed. Not just any bed, an infirmary bed. A strange robot-like machine with metallic claws hovered beside him, its glowing red eyes fixed on his face.
"What the actual fuck?!" Dapper cursed, jerking his upper body up in a flash as soon as he saw the creepy thing. Instinctively, his hands shot straight to his balls, checking if everything was still intact.
"Haa~ such a relief…" he muttered with a soft sigh. His balls were the most important thing to him right now. The initial numbness down there had made him paranoid.
After confirming the jewels were unharmed, Dapper took a better look around. Yes, it was definitely an infirmary and he was alone there.
"Pussy me passed out. I thought I was tuff," he muttered with a self-deprecating chuckle.
Then something clicked. "My SIA." He patted his pockets and felt a familiar rock-like lump.
As he slipped his hand into his pocket to retrieve it, the infirmary door creaked open and in walked a woman in a white coat-like gown.
'A nurse?'
She was short, about four feet eleven, but stacked like a goddess. Her tight gown struggled to contain her massive breasts, the buttons straining with every step she took. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, flanked by two sharp, twitching cat-like ears. A small round nose, sharp brows, red lips, and an oval face gave her a striking presence. And just behind her, a swaying tail completed the feline aesthetic.
"You're awake, huh, pretty boy," the nurse said, placing a tray beside his bed.
"Yes, I'm awake. And sorry to correct you—say handsome instead of pretty next time. Pretty boy sounds… weird," Dapper replied with a weary smile, trying not to sound rude.
"Fufu, typical handsome boy," she teased, pointing at a glass of white liquid on the tray. "Drink some milk."
"Milk~" Dapper mumbled, grabbing the cup and gulping it down, his throat making exaggerated glug sounds as the milk slid down.
Setting the cup back on the tray, he blinked as the nurse was suddenly dangerously close, checking his pulse. Her cleavage jiggled inches from his face, threatening once again to tear that gown open, and her tail curled coyly behind her. She was definitely a catwoman.
"All good. You're fine now. Have you checked your SIA?" she asked, picking up the tray and stepping away.
"N-No. Can you tell me what happened?" Dapper asked, pulling out the ruby-like stone from his pocket.
"You passed out during your awakening ceremony. That's rare, by the way," she said.
"Wow. I can't imagine how people withstand that much pain," he muttered, ashamed of his earlier bravado and mocking others.
"Oh, you're actually strong. Some people would've died from that," she said, her tone suddenly serious.
"Wait… I don't understand," Dapper said, his brows furrowing.
"You were stabbed by multiple Mana crystals instead of one. Worse, impure Mana was pumped into you. You could've died from Mana poisoning or the pain alone. Thankfully, you were rushed here just in time. We expelled the impurities and healed you quickly," the nurse explained while rummaging through a drawer beside him.
*Gulp.*
'Darn you, old geezer!' Dapper cursed inwardly. He knew this had to do with that experimental system the old man had mentioned.
"You're surprisingly calm after hearing that you nearly died. You keep surprising me, handsome boy. Well, I'll be back in a jiffy. I forgot your medications," she said, power-walking out of the room.
As soon as she left, Dapper stared at his SIA, recalling the last image he saw before blacking out.
'It should be a thief system or something,' he thought. "System Stats."
Suddenly, a large holographic panel materialized before him.
>[Congratulations Host on awakening your system!]
> [The Baddie Distribution System.]
> [You have gained one skill as a welcome gift.]
> ★Skill: Sex Pheromones Scent (Lv1).
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>[What's the Baddie Distribution System all about?]
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> [Features]
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Dapper grinned, unable to hide his excitement, his teeth practically gleamed as his mouth stretched ear to ear. It wasn't what he expected… but this? This was straight out of one of his dirtiest fantasies—to bag hot, fuckable baddies.
But something didn't sit right with him. His brow furrowed.
'What does it mean by Life points? I don't think other systems in this world use that.'
"Show system stats," he said, gripping his SIA tighter.
>[System Stats….]
>[Processing…]
>[Error…]
>[Error…]
The panels flickered violently, suddenly flashing red. Even Dapper's vision turned crimson—bloodshot, like a vampire's.
>[You are low on Life points. The system has entered Safe Mode. All system functions are now locked.]
>[Looking for target to save the host…]
>[Searching…]
>[One Target Found.]
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>[Mission: Fuck Evelyn and nut inside her. It doesn't matter how long, as long as she gets creampied.]
>[Duration: One hour left before the host dies from Life Point exhaustion.]
>[Reward: Undefined.]
Dapper couldn't think. His eyes bulged, his blood vessels flaring, while a massive tent sprang in his pants—his veiny monster cock tearing through the fabric.
And at that exact moment, the infirmary door opened and the catwoman nurse stepped back in.